*Miranda’s POV*
The air was hot and humid while the smell of overused deodorant and sweat filled my lungs. My ponytail clung to my sweaty neck and back and my shirt moulded my breasts uncomfortably. I wanted to tug at the hem, free my scorching, sweaty skin from the unwelcome contact. I allowed the beat of Eminem’s Not Afraid to fuel me. Goddess knows I need all the help I can get. My muscles quivered and my uncoordinated legs almost sent me to the floor a few times.
“Ten, nine, eight, seven... Come one, you're almost there, five, four, three, two, one.” Julie stood beside me while I obediently, yet resentfully, followed her orders. I needed a kick in the ass every now and again to spur on my efforts. Julie was just the one to provide such a kick, and today was one of those days where I
